October 8, 1997
and drowsy
wishing for that
half sleep
I wait for what will come
to take me home
or take me away
as I know
the two hours
I slumbered last night
in someone else’s arms
were not enough
and can never replace
the hours I could have spent
wrapped in my sheets
like mythology in my own world
never knowing who I am
or caring
because there I can fly
CamiKaos 
I love this!! It’s very floaty and beautiful, really really gorgeous
Cami, thats beautiful. I am an official fan of poetry sundays
love it! Yay for poetry sundays!!
You can fly in your dreams? I have to take the train.
flutter, ll, m: Thank youmr. fabulous: I once had a dream about a flying train… but that is neither here nor there.